Spaceotemporal by Cire Lyrics
The frail threads of perception connect to no certainty
There's no magnetism toward the truth
Just you and me floating in our minds, in our galaxy
Searching for something to help us through
So disregard your biology if mortality is too difficult for you
(chorus)
Keep on holding onto this conception of your place
Keep on picturing yourself outside of time and space...
And see where that gets you
A moment you eternalize
Try to lock your fleeing world into... some safe and sacred womb
Safe to assume cosmic indifference to everything we do
And there are no signs anywhere that anything will turn and go your way
And your time is quickly escaping you
No matter how desperately you want to stay
(chorus)
Keep on holding onto this conception of your place
Keep on picturing yourself outside of time and space...
And see where that gets you
You're grasping in thin air, an infantile expression of no hope
Keep living by your codes
Your god only knows around your neck your arrogance is a fucking rope
(chorus)
Keep on holding onto this conception of your place
Keep on picturing yourself outside of time and space...
The soul is memory, just smart enough to see we're fading away
And it's far too much to know
We're running from our intellect each time we pray for more
But if comforting, then true, so hide from the world
There's no magnetism toward the truth
Just you and me floating in our minds, in our galaxy
Searching for something to help us through
So disregard your biology if mortality is too difficult for you
(chorus)
Keep on holding onto this conception of your place
Keep on picturing yourself outside of time and space...
And see where that gets you
A moment you eternalize
Try to lock your fleeing world into... some safe and sacred womb
Safe to assume cosmic indifference to everything we do
And there are no signs anywhere that anything will turn and go your way
And your time is quickly escaping you
No matter how desperately you want to stay
(chorus)
Keep on holding onto this conception of your place
Keep on picturing yourself outside of time and space...
And see where that gets you
You're grasping in thin air, an infantile expression of no hope
Keep living by your codes
Your god only knows around your neck your arrogance is a fucking rope
(chorus)
Keep on holding onto this conception of your place
Keep on picturing yourself outside of time and space...
The soul is memory, just smart enough to see we're fading away
And it's far too much to know
We're running from our intellect each time we pray for more
But if comforting, then true, so hide from the world